A stylishly fitted out Independed in gorgeous baby blue heading down OKR, New Cross and Brockley last night. If I hadn't been out of breath from trying to keep pace with you, I'd have commented on the elegant bentwood Sykes mudguards.
And then this morning I noticed the phenomenon noted by dooks above - I stood for half an hour in the glorious sunshine on the corner of Elephant Road and watched so many fixed riders go past. A cap-wearing lady on a black Villiers with red bits swooped coolly round the corner, a "classic"-looking bike in drak green with a cream head tube (Bob Jackson?) went past, its rider carrying a blue frame on his back; the more predictable Bianchi Pista with woolly hat, a handful of langsters, condor pistas... Much more fun than going in to work really.
A stylishly fitted out Independed in gorgeous baby blue heading down OKR, New Cross and Brockley last night. If I hadn't been out of breath from trying to keep pace with you, I'd have commented on the elegant bentwood Sykes mudguards.
And then this morning I noticed the phenomenon noted by dooks above - I stood for half an hour in the glorious sunshine on the corner of Elephant Road and watched so many fixed riders go past. A cap-wearing lady on a black Villiers with red bits swooped coolly round the corner, a "classic"-looking bike in drak green with a cream head tube (Bob Jackson?) went past, its rider carrying a blue frame on his back; the more predictable Bianchi Pista with woolly hat, a handful of langsters, condor pistas... Much more fun than going in to work really.